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Chapter 312 Who doesn't know that Lin Mo is my henchman?

Lin Mo's ability to "draw old people at the age of three" has been demonstrated more than once in the works on Li Shiya's account.

Some netizens who follow Li Shiya and those who know about her are amazed by her incredible skills, while others think it's unreliable and that she just drew it randomly. Even after Shen Zhiqiang successfully found his relatives and personally showed his face to prove the authenticity of the sketch, a considerable number of people still think that it was just a lucky break.

Yesterday, when Lin Mo went to register, Director Liu of the Public Security Bureau noticed this situation while looking at Lin Mo's information. He had some thoughts at the time, but because he didn't know if it was true or not, he didn't say anything on the spot.

It just so happened that Zhao Yun said Lin Mo lived downstairs from her, so Director Liu asked her to come over and sound out what Lin Mo was capable of.

Unexpectedly, the results were better than expected; the portrait was almost identical to that of police officer Xiao Wu.

It's important to know that even now, their public security system still has people who use sketches to draw criminal suspects. These people are generally called criminal portrait artists or forensic portrait artists, and they usually work in the criminal technology department. Their main job is to communicate with witnesses to obtain information about the suspect's physical characteristics.

Then, professional knowledge is used to transform this information into specific images, which can help provide clues in case investigation, narrow down the scope of investigation, and improve the efficiency of solving cases.

Zhao Yun had seen people like this before, but none of them could achieve such an astonishing resemblance; it was almost like a face-to-face painting.

Which police station doesn't have some old cases? If Lin Mo can consistently demonstrate his abilities, it will provide them with a completely new direction. If they can solve one or two cases, then being commended and rewarded will be a sure thing.

At the Public Security Bureau, a group of people, including Director Liu, crowded around the door of an office, nervously peering inside.

"Xiao Zhao, is it really as amazing as you say?" Director Liu turned to Zhao Yun beside him and asked.

Zhao Yun nodded, glanced at the director, and then said to her colleagues from the Criminal Investigation Department, "I saw it with my own eyes, but I can't rule out that it was just luck. That's why I brought him back to test the waters. Lin Mo has seen me and Xiao Wu, but he hasn't seen them. Let's see how it goes."

One time could be attributed to luck, but if they can maintain this level of skill two, three, four, five, six, or seven times, it's definitely not something that can be dismissed as just luck. This would give them more confidence.

Ten minutes later, Lin Mo's voice came from inside the room.

"Okay, come in!"

Upon hearing this, seven or eight people rushed into the room. Apart from Director Liu, the rest were from the Criminal Investigation Department. They had recently encountered a tricky case and heard that Zhao Yun had brought back a talent who could draw an old person at the age of three. They all wanted to try their luck, especially since the person being drawn was them.

"How was it? How was it?" Zhao Yun asked excitedly as soon as she came in.

Hearing this, Lin Mo rubbed his sore shoulders and gestured towards the stack of A4 papers on the table: "Hey, take a look for yourself!"

As he spoke, Lin Mo noticed the other people who had followed him in and immediately realized that he had drawn portraits of these people.

"Hey? That's me! It looks just like me!"

"This is me, and this one looks just like me too!"

"Mine is the same, it's exactly the same!"

"Come on, your picture looks like a black and white photo, but it really is exactly the same!"

The people who came in were all amazed, each holding their own sketch. It was truly astonishing that strangers could achieve such a level of artistry based solely on a childhood photo.

"Xiao Lin, your abilities have truly broadened our horizons. Moreover, you've used these abilities to help families searching for their relatives. You're a good kid," Director Liu said with a smile, patting Lin Mo, who was sitting in a chair.

Upon seeing this, Lin Mo quickly stood up: "Hello, Director Liu."

“You’re not one of our staff, just call me Uncle Liu. You don’t need to get up, just sit down,” Director Liu said with a smile as bright as a flower, speaking softly and gently as he pressed Lin Mo back into his chair.

"Uncle Liu"

That's the good thing about college students; you can do whatever you want. To the people present, they haven't graduated yet, so they're like children. You have to treat children the way you would treat children, and they're much more tolerant than adults.

"Oh, alright, alright," Director Liu said, his face crinkling with laughter. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to Lin Mo, continuing, "Little Lin, tell me, what's the maximum you can achieve with your abilities?"

Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still wanted to know where Lin Mo's limits were.

Of course, Director Liu didn't ask Lin Mo such a silly question as why someone who studied computer science could draw. Why do you care why someone can do it? The process isn't important. There will always be some exceptionally talented people in society.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo thought for a moment about the product introduction of [Sketching] before speaking: "It should be possible. As long as I can see him once, I can draw what he looks like when he was a child or when he grew up."

But I can't just imagine it from scratch. Even if you describe what the other person looks like to me, I can't draw it.

In this respect, Lin Mo is far inferior to professional criminal sketch artists, who are truly able to describe what the other person looks like through verbal description.

While it may not be possible to achieve such a near 100% accuracy, it is still quite impressive. You have to understand that there are cameras everywhere these days. If a criminal forensic artist is needed, it means there is no surveillance at the scene and they can only rely on their imagination. Lin Mo's role in this area is practically zero.

"That's impressive. By the way, do you have any requirements regarding the number of pixels?" Director Liu continued to ask.

Hearing this, Lin Mo was taken aback and didn't quite understand. Seeing his expression, Director Liu explained again, "It's just that the photo is a little blurry. Is this okay for you?"

"I guess so, but I'm not sure. We'll have to try it out first," Lin Mo said hesitantly.

Because he wasn't sure if he could do it, since his previous sketches were all based on the person or real photos. Even during the last live stream, there were some issues with the resolution, but they were still blurry enough to make people's faces clear. So he didn't know if he could do it, let alone how blurry Director Liu's "a little blurry" meant.

Upon hearing this, Director Liu nodded, then lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled the white smoke. His expression became firm, and he nodded to Zhao Yun.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yun's expression brightened. She then rummaged through her pockets and placed a photograph on the table: "Take a look at this, can you draw this?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo glanced down at the photo on the table, then looked up at Zhao Yun, pointing at the pixelated photo and saying, "You call this low resolution?"

The person in the photo was a dark blob, taken at night, and only the general facial features could be barely discerned. If he was right, it was probably captured by a surveillance camera.

Not only is the resolution low, but the figure is also slightly distorted when the person walks. If it were more serious, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an aberrant species.

"Ahem, never mind that, just tell me if you can draw it or not," Zhao Yun said somewhat guiltily.

Because in her opinion, this was a bit difficult; even for a normal person, it would be a problem to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Fortunately, Lin Mo doesn't need to observe that closely. He only needs to see the person or a photo to draw them, which is quite a conceptual skill.

Lin Mo rolled her eyes at Zhao Yun, then started writing without saying a word.

As the sound of a pencil swishing across paper filled the air, everyone in the office stared intently, their faces showing tension and excitement.

Soon, a portrait of a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, around forty-three or forty-four years old, appeared on the paper.

The man had a large, round face with a prominent forehead and fleshy features. He had single eyelids and looked somewhat fierce, giving off an impression that he was not someone to be trifled with.

"That's about it," Lin Mo said, putting down his pencil.

He drew a photograph of what the man would look like a year later, but he didn't explain it. Besides, a year shouldn't have brought much change, and explaining it would be a waste of breath and would feel strange.

You should know that everyone present is a member of the criminal investigation department, and each of them is very perceptive. They are not comparable to carefree people like Miss Yuan and Director Wang from Sichuan. So it's best to be careful.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Director Liu grabbed the sketch in his hand and stared intently at the person in it.

The surrounding crowd, including Zhao Yun, swarmed around them.

But everyone just watched without saying a word, only glancing at Director Liu from time to time, waiting for his orders.

Although they had already witnessed Lin Mo's abilities, the group still dared not fully believe the authenticity of the painting. After all, they couldn't even clearly see what a person looked like, so it was normal to have such doubts.

"Xiao Lin, tell your uncle the truth, how confident are you about this sketch?" Director Liu asked somewhat nervously.

But before Lin Mo could speak, Zhao Yun interjected, "Director Liu, even if he says he's 100% sure about this, do you believe him?"
We've all witnessed his abilities firsthand. Who can guarantee that his drawing is correct? Besides, should we give up just because we're not sure?
Even if there's only a one percent chance, we have to try!

Upon hearing this, Director Liu's expression turned serious: "That's right, Xiao Zhao is right. I've been overthinking things. Now it's not about picking out clues, but about seizing every single one."

Xiao Chen, please inform everyone to go to the conference room for a meeting.

"Yes, Director Liu," a young policeman stood at attention and spoke from the crowd, then turned and ran out.

"Everyone, get ready. Xiao Zhao, take Xiao Lin to the cafeteria for a meal, and then take him home," Director Liu said to everyone, before giving Zhao Yun a private instruction.

"Yes, Director Liu!"

"Understood, Director Liu."

After saying that, everyone in the room quickly left, leaving only Zhao Yun, Director Liu, and Lin Mo.

"Well, Xiao Lin, there's something going on this time, so I'll have to go now. I'll have Xiao Zhao take you to the cafeteria for a meal later. Next time, I'll treat you to a nice meal on my own. If the case is solved, I'll apply for a bonus for you," Director Liu said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo waved his hand and smiled, "It's my pleasure. I hope I can be of help. Uncle Liu, please go ahead and do what you need to do. Don't worry about me."

"Alright, alright, I'll be going now." After saying that, Director Liu turned and left.

The reason they were so polite to Lin Mo was simply because he was a helpful member of the public, and since they needed his help, they couldn't possibly put on airs.

At noon, Lin Mo and Zhao Yun sat together eating in the cafeteria.

"I never thought I'd be able to work for the government one day. I guess I've finally made something of myself!" Lin Mo said with a smile.

The food in the police station canteen wasn't particularly luxurious, but it was still quite plentiful, with a variety of meats, vegetables, fruits, and drinks.

Lin Mo ordered three meat dishes, two side dishes, a bowl of egg drop soup, and a bottle of chilled soda, and happily started eating. The taste was definitely not as good as what he could make himself, but this was a government meal.

If I don't take the civil service exam in this lifetime, I'm afraid the only way I'll get to eat is if I commit a crime and get arrested.

"Don't you have any questions? Like, who was that person you were asked to draw earlier?" Zhao Yun asked curiously, poking at her chopsticks with her finger.

In her opinion, Lin Mo's reaction was a bit strange. Shouldn't a normal person be curious when they encounter such a thing? But Lin Mo remained calm from beginning to end and didn't ask a single question.

"Would you answer if I asked?" Lin Mo asked after taking a bite of his food.

Zhao Yun shook her head: "No!"

"That settles it. If you could tell me, you would have told me already. Besides, you don't even need to guess to know that this person is definitely a criminal, or at the very least a criminal suspect."

"I'm just a good citizen, why would I be curious about this kind of thing when I have nothing better to do? I'm not a policeman," Lin Mo shrugged indifferently.

He doesn't have the kind of disease that makes him die if he doesn't gossip, and besides, this isn't his job. If Zhao Yun hadn't dragged him here, he wouldn't have bothered with it even if he had the ability.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of awareness, I didn't realize it!" Zhao Yun smiled as she looked at Lin Mo, who was eating with his head down, her face showing more approval.

Especially the awe she felt when she saw Lin Mo drawing sketches. If someone is like that, it's not impossible for Liu Ruyan to fall in love with him. In fact, she didn't even realize that her own thoughts had changed.

Meanwhile, at Chuanmei's residence, Miss Yuan stood in the living room with her hands on her hips, her eyes wide, and exclaimed loudly, "What? You and Mozi were taken to the police station yesterday?"

“Yes, Sister Yuan, you don’t know, that woman is so fierce. She even hit me and Director Wang. She’s awful,” Chuanmei nodded and added fuel to the fire.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan slammed her small hand heavily on the dining table, making a loud 'bang': "Arrogant!"

"Come on, didn't you say she lives upstairs from Mozi? Take me to her!"

"No, Sister Yuan, that woman is a formidable fighter, and she's a police officer too," Wang Chu said from the side. He was the one who had actually been beaten up, and he was terrified!

"So what if it's the police? Sister Yuan, I'm not short of people in the public security system. In this area, who doesn't know that Lin Mo is my henchman!"

Sichuan girl: "Sister Yuan is awesome!"

Director Wang: "His domineering aura is outwardly apparent."

(End of this chapter)